psychic university

"Tsk, you really recovered your memory and came back again, much smarter than the last time I saw you." It was already Shu Hua who said nice words, but the corners of her lips were full of sarcasm.

He turned around and walked to the portrait of Su Mo, raised his hand to gently stroke the blurred lines, and brushed his slender fingertips inch by inch between his brows and cheeks, smiled meaningfully at Yuan Shu, and then forcibly used sharp His nails scratched his wrist.

"Aren't you a god who is not afraid of anything? Why don't you let me see if you are indifferent to him?"

Yuan Shu looked at his movements and was taken aback.Just now he was still calm, and he calmly stated all the details of the past, his eyes were full of waves.

Suddenly there was a dull dull pain in his chest... He gritted his teeth in pain.

As if his thoughts were in a thick fog, he stood in the misty sea of ​​consciousness with a dazed expression.

who I am?Why does the chest hurt?

I'm... Shu Hua?

I am the old god.

Protect the world for hundreds of millions of years.

In the boundless sea of ​​consciousness, the ethereal and immature voice of a young man suddenly sounded: "Master, I'm afraid!"

This... whose voice is it?He looked back in a daze and looked around, but he couldn't see half a person.

"Master! Don't laugh at me!"

"Master, I like you...everywhere!"

That voice was sweet, the peculiar pampering of young people.This, is he himself...?

"Master, I am Yuan Shu, not Shu Hua...I want you to remember me, remember me now..."

"Master, I don't want to disappear...I want to watch Master undo the seal, you said you would show me..."

He stood there, tears wet his cheeks, but he didn't know it.

Master...

The corners of his lips moved slightly, and he muttered to himself: "I said I would show it to you."

He said that he had silver hair as bright as the stars, and eyes as blue as the sea.

I'm……

I'm Yuan Shu.

It's the one who can cry and laugh, loves to act like a baby, and deeply loves Master, Yuan Shu.

His consciousness suddenly withdrew, and there were tears on his face that he didn't know when, and his eyes were fixed on the bleeding wrist of the boy in black.

The black blood was slowly flowing, dripping on the ground, and thick smoke rose up.

One can imagine what would happen if the black blood was drawn on Su Mo's painting.

Yuan Shu's pupils suddenly tightened.

No, you can't...

Do not contaminate him!

Don't be contaminated, my master!

He quickly chanted the incantation, and every word carried the determination of breaking the boat.

The heavens and the earth trembled and hummed slightly with this turbulent spell, which was the sound of pity for the god of the world who was about to fall.

The entire tomb was trembling with sorrow in the world, and it was in danger.

The bricks and tiles collapsed and fell little by little, raising a cloud of dust.

The collapsed hole on the top of the head is getting bigger and bigger, and there are bits and pieces of light falling down.

Nearby, there are landslides and ground cracks.

In the distance, there is a tsunami and a dragon chant.

Letting the world be turned upside down again, Yuan Shu just stared straight at the ink painting in mid-air, gritted his teeth, the words became more and more difficult, and even his voice became hoarse.

The demon leader Shu Hua heard the spell clearly, and laughed, as if he saw something terrible.

"Shu Hua, you are really weaker than I imagined! In order not to see Su Mo being lured into a demon by me, are you willing to kill yourself immediately? Hahahahaha!"

After finishing speaking, the black sleeve robe waved towards the air, and a row of bloody people fell into the tomb that had collapsed so much that it could no longer be seen clearly.Although their faces were covered with mud and blood, and the gurgling blood stained their robes rouge, Yuan Shu could tell clearly that they were the group from Shuang'an Changqing who came from the mountain earlier.

"If you stop killing yourself, I will let them live. How about this deal? You are so kind, why don't you just watch them die?"

As soon as the words fell, the corpse monsters who were still shivering just now came out of the buried bricks and tiles, staggered, and rushed towards Shuang'an and Changqing, stretching out their dirty nails, as if they were about to die in the next moment. tear them apart.

The devil Shu Hua smiled triumphantly: "As long as I give an order, your disciples and your supporters will all disappear."

Yuan Shu looked at the mess with his eyes, and his ears filled with the man's taunt and the impatient roar of the corpse.It's almost there, it's almost there.Hold on, hold on, hold on...

He said to himself silently, closed his eyes, and spit out the last sentence of the spell.

No one saw how the clear mirror moved. At that moment, it seemed that the world had lost its sound, and there were sharp low hums in the ears.

No one saw that the corner of Yuan Shu's lips curled up at the moment the sword body was thrust into his chest.

No one heard his stubborn words.

He said: "It is you who are weak and miscalculated." Even though his voice was weak and he was buried in the panic of the whole world, he spoke clearly.

The golden divine blood gushed out when Ming Jing pulled out his chest, and the drops of blood floated in the entire night sky like the first snow frozen in time.

With the help of Ming Jing, Yuan Shu broke free from the restraints, and fell to the ground with a bang. He quickly made a seal with his hands, and the jade pen in the air suddenly turned, sucking up all the floating divine blood in just a moment.

"Where the blood of the gods passes, tap the ink to become a demon!"

He spoke word by word, compared his sword with his fingers, swung the jade pen in the air, and the jade pen in the air followed his fingertips.

According to legend, in ancient times, when Nu Wa created man, she once used rattan as an aid to throw mud in the air, and when the dropped mud fell to the ground, she immediately became a cheering person.

Now, under Yuan Shu's control, the jade pen is waving one stroke after another, and colorful butterflies are gushing out one after another.Where the colorful butterfly passed by, golden fine powder fell, turning into hundreds of demons, surrounding Shuang'an and Changqing, forming a thick wall between them and the corpse demon, protecting people completely .

When Yi Shi Shu Hua saw this scene, the corners of his lips were full of sarcasm: "What's the use of fighting with me?"

What's the use of fighting with him?Yuan Shu looked at Shu Hua, who was deeply involved in the magic way, and the demons everywhere.They are the same person with the same divine power, no matter how many fights, both sides will suffer, and no one can kill the other.Can……

Yuan Shu raised his hand to take back the jade pen, and pointed straight at Shu Hua in another world, "Of course, take my master back!"

After saying that, he walked on the wind and hurriedly flew towards the scroll in the sky.

"Heh, grab it over there and try it!" Shu Hua from another world also rose into the air.

It's just that he jumped out a few steps, and suddenly his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He turned around slowly, and saw the bright mirror in the hand of Su Mo with red eyes, barely loose.

"Why... why?" He looked at the black blood on his chest, like a bewildered child.

But the person who stabbed the sword behind him lowered his eyes, and after a long silence, he slowly said: "Di Zun, you have gone too far..."

It's not that we've gone too far, but we've gone too far.So much so that it no longer looks like him.

Shu Hua smiled, looked at his Su Mo, and said every word seriously: "Xiao Mo, you should know that Ming Jing can't kill me."

Unexpectedly, the demon with bright red eyes looked up at the sky, and said a word like a sigh.

He said, "But, God can."

Hearing the phrase "Heaven's Dao Neng", everyone looked at the sky in unison.

On the moon surrounded by stars, at some point, the intertwined surface of light and shadow unexpectedly formed a gray eye, looking upright at the world that had almost collapsed due to the battle between the two gods.

Almost after everyone saw the eye sockets, a thunderbolt with the size of a bowl suddenly descended from the sky.

The bewitched Shu Hua felt frightened at this moment, pulled out the sword of bright mirror from behind, and pressed it firmly to the top of his head.But the way of heaven is the way of heaven after all.

If you violate the world, you deserve to die.How long can a small bright mirror resist?

Therefore, at the moment of contact with the sky thunder, the bright mirror melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.Silver liquid flowed down his arm, leaving a red and swollen wound in the future, and the demon who met the sky thunder alone with his body turned into ashes immediately.

Yuan Shu stared at Shu Hua in another world who no longer existed in front of him, and was stunned for a long time before he could react.It was Su Mo, who was wearing a big red robe, walking towards him step by step.

"You..." Yuan Shu opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.The person in front of him was very similar to the Su Mo he knew, but he was not Su Mo.It's embarrassing to say anything.

On the contrary, Su Mo raised his hand to gently caress his cheek, his bright red eyes reflected a little softness, and said, "It's good to see you like this again."

He spoke too fast, with too much ambiguity in his voice, Yuan Shu didn't even have time to think about how to react, when he saw the monster in front of him take a step back, and his hair started to fade away.

The golden light spots, with the aroma of pine, cypress and amber, formed a thin stream, slowly rushing towards the scroll in the sky.

Yuan Shu raised his head, and saw that the painting scroll, which had already been mottled with lines, was gradually complete and complete under the nourishment of this spot of light.

The flat drawing paper gradually becomes a complete, flesh-and-blood person.

Yuan Shu watched without blinking.

Watching him become more and more real in the warm golden light, his eyes were sore, and two tears rushed out of his eyes, one drop after another, flowing on the ground.

Master...

"Master!" He wanted to shout out loudly, but when he said it, he was so choked up that he could hardly make a sound.

But the people in mid-air seemed to feel something in their hearts, and slowly opened their eyes, the blue eyes seemed to be rippling with gentle waves.

"Xiao Shu," he said, "I'm back."

Yuan Shu turned over one tomb brick after another with hands and feet, and ran staggeringly.At such a moment of ecstasy, he even forgot all the spells and divine powers, and just ran wholeheartedly, towards the person he was deeply dependent on and deeply fond of.

Finally, she cried and threw herself into his arms.

Sobbing, hugging tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, as if he would lose his breath if he lost him, the hands he held were exhausted with all his life's strength.

"Master..."

"Master..."

"Master..."

Every sound is like hoarseness and murmured love words.

Su Mo hugged the little boy in his arms, patted his back lightly with his palms, comforted him again and again, and listened to his soft and disturbed cries, and responded tirelessly one after another.

"I'm here."

"I'm here."

"I'm here."

……

From the beginning of the birth to the weak crown boy.

From ancient times to Qin, Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties.

The cycle of the sun rising and the moon setting, even after a thousand years, the moment he met him was like a fleeting moment, and it was no longer worth mentioning.

From now on, he is only his.

The author has something to say:

The main line is over, thank you!

there will be a baby episode